My Broadcast

Let me tell give you an example of how reading my blog may have been had I started doing it ten years ago:

I don’t like (insert one of a million things here) and someone (not me) needs to change it!  I’m great and you’re not.  The end.

Oh, there would have been lots more words, words describing how I am right and something or someone else is wrong.

It is a frustrating and stressful way to live, always unhappy with something, always feeling that everything needs to be better but only in ways that make me happier.

I was sure I was right and perhaps I was right a lot, though I suspect more often not.  But being right means nothing in the grand scheme of life.  Proving I’m right doesn’t win me a shot at being king for a day nor does it win me a lifetime supply of Nestle’s Quik.

That didn’t stop me from trying to let lots and lots of people know that I was right and the rest of the world was wrong.  All of my words of self-recognition and self-promoting got me a total of a big fat zero.

Proverbs 12:23 The wise don’t make a show of their knowledge, but fools broadcast their foolishness.

I’m reminded of listening to sports shows on the radios where two guys sit and dissect any sports team’s weaknesses and “what if” the situation to death, like they are finding a cure for cancer or stopping war.  They get so focused on a problem with a team that their thoughts become more and more ridiculous.

Of course, if the sports analysts thoughts didn’t border on completely stupid, no one would listen.  I’m convinced that people tune in to hear stupid.

I feel like I’ve broadcast my ridiculous views after I become obsessed with problems and people only tuned in to me to hear what stupid sounds like.  In my efforts to show how brilliant I was, I only ended up broadcasting my foolishness.

I’ve changed a lot since then.  But sometimes, I want people to know how great of a job I have done transitioning from fool to super genius.  But the moment I forget humility, my foolishness starts to take over once again.  Wisdom and humility fit together like a hand in a glove.  Humility is the glove that protects my wisdom.

Humility also reminds me that it is not me that has turned my brain from a selfish lump of arrogant grey matter and into something capable of thinking beyond myself and what I want.  It is God alone.

Each time I make myself a sacrifice, I gain.  Each time I refuse, I lose.

So, that is why my blog is most always about my weakness and how I can live better through God’s wisdom and strength applied liberally to my life.  I’m tired of being life’s class clown broadcasting foolishness to a world that needs to hear better from me.

This is Mike, signing off for now.